Quotes About Spirituality

I am Kim. I am Kim. And what is Kim? His soul repeated it again and again.

He drew from under the table a sheet of strangely scented yellow-Chinese paper, the brushes, and slab of India ink. In cleanest, severest outline he had traced the Great Wheel with its six spokes, whose centre is the conjoined Hog, Snake, and Dove (Ignorance, Anger, and Lust), and whose compartments are all the heavens and hells, and all the chances of human life.

If I can attain Heaven for a pice, why should you be envious?

What am I? Mussalman, Hindu, Jain, or Buddhist? That is a hard nut.' 'Thou art beyond question an unbeliever, and therefore thou wilt be damned. So says my Law—or I think it does. But thou art also my Little Friend of all the World, and I love thee. So says my heart.

Many wear the Robe, but few keep the Way.

O ye who tread the Narrow Way By Tophet-flare to judgment Day, Be gentle when 'the heathen' pray To Buddha at Kamakura!

If you get simple beauty and naught else, You get about the best thing God invents.

Returning, it was noticeable, as his friend the Seeker pointed out to the head-priest, that he ceased for a while to mourn the loss of his River, or to draw wondrous pictures of the Wheel of Life, but preferred to talk of the beauty and wisdom of a certain mysterious chela whom no man of the temple had ever seen.

There is no pride,' said the lama, after a pause, 'there is no pride among such as follow the Middle Way.

It was splendid,' said Dame Perpetua in the Abbess's room. 'You made it splendid.' 'It wasn't I,' said Abbess Catherine. 'It is splendid. That is the blessing of the liturgy, it wipes out self.

My nation, as all nations, is becoming a land without peace, without thought, without mind, Madam Abbess. We are suffocating our spirits in commercial and material things. This is not envy, said Mr. Konishi earnestly. I am a rich man, with much business, so I have succeeded in all these things, but I know that they are empty.

Our whole Christian life is a dying to selfishness – wasn't it Monsignor Knox who said the cross was "I" crossed out?

He can't quite picture God except as a huge ball of light with an old man's deep voice like in the pickup truck ads on TV coming out of the ball of light dictating the way everything in Eden is supposed to work.

I could no longer believe even in life. Which meant that I had come to be the reverse, the opposite of a Christian. For me, now, the only reality is death.

Biology doesn't matter, the Christians argued, because this body we live in is not ultimately real; history doesn't matter, they said, because God's time is different and superior to man's anyhow; and forget cause and effect, forget what you've been told about the physical world, because there is heaven and there is hell and there is this green earth in between, and you are always alive in one of the three places.

I'm thinking, Bone, man, wherever you were before you're on the other side now.

It's funny about religion, whether it's the religion of white Rasta kids or even my own mom it's usually got some other point than thanks and praise. For the people doing the thanking and praising, I mean.

Shamans wear bird costumes and they fly. Somehow they experience flying.

As God's lawyer I was a dead failure; as God's witness I was a success.

To turn mass time into a sacred concert, or a prayer meeting, to make it too lively and interesting, with things to do and rollicking songs, is a disservice. It is substituting for the effort of faith.

Faith is that movement whereby we accept God's nearness, and his nearness must always mean the death of the ego.

May my spiritual senses develop day by day, becoming more and more keen and enjoyable. May my taste for You become stronger and sweeter. May my sight of You become clearer, my spiritual ears more sensitive to Your voice.

Grant me a growing ability to see all things as a stepping stone to You:

Lord, my deep joy is not in what I am — or used to be — as a mere human being. Instead, "all my springs of joy are in You" (Psalm 87:7, NASB). I